Chapter 1: Escape in Men's Clothes She saw something she shouldn't have seen. ...

The sect's ancestral hall is solemn and dignified, and the many tablets placed on the table are so majestic that it makes people feel breathless.

Shen Wenji knelt on the mat without saying a word, his eyes lowered, but his back was straight.

"Bang--" The door of the ancestral hall was kicked open.

Hearing the sound, Shen Wenji's body tensed into a line, and his fingers involuntarily clenched the hem of his clothes.

She didn't look back, but she already knew who was coming.

Apart from her violent and strict mother, the sect leader, no one in the sect dared to kick the door of the ancestral hall.

The voice arrives before the person arrives.

"Do you know you're wrong?" He was as harsh and critical as ever.

Shen Wenji's eyes were red, and he sniffed and held back his tears. He raised his slender neck high and said loudly: "Mother, I am not wrong."

"It seems like you've been kneeling for nothing these past few hours. Do you really need to suffer a little before you admit your mistakes?"

"Mother, whatever beatings or punishments you may give me, Wen Ji will endure them all, but I must go to the Tianxuan Sect trial."

Her mother looked at her stubborn back, furious: "How could I have raised you to be so spoiled? Can't you just be more obedient?"

Shen Wenji smiled bitterly: "What do you mean by obedient?"

"Mother, by obedience, do you mean: you have many disciples under your tutelage, but you don't allow me to learn the sect's immortal techniques or touch the sect's secret manuals?"

"Or does it mean that although I am the sect leader's daughter, I cannot understand any sect affairs and feel out of place in the sect like an ordinary person?"

"Or maybe it's that my mother has been busy arranging a marriage for me as soon as I turned 15, wanting to marry me off early?"

"Shut up! Is all you've learned to do in all these years talking back? I'm doing this for your own good."

"If you really want to do this for my own good, mother, please give me this opportunity. I will prove to you that I, Shen Wenji, am no worse than anyone else!"

"Snap!" The mother's magic whip flew out into the air, causing the air around it to rustle.

Shen Wenji closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face as she felt wronged. Her slender body trembled slightly as she prepared herself to take the beating.

The sound of air tearing rang in my ears, but the expected pain did not appear.

She suddenly opened her eyes and saw a long whip hitting near the mat. The wind from the whip blew up dust and extinguished the candle in front of her.

The strong smell of extinguished incense and candles swept around Shen Wenji, making her nose sore.

The mother sighed deeply and said tiredly, "You have your own opinions, and I won't argue with you. Just reflect on yourself in this ancestral hall."

The sound of the whip dragging gradually faded away, and Shen Wenji's tense shoulders finally relaxed. An inexplicable emotion surged from the bottom of her heart, as if someone had pinched her heart.

The footsteps stopped outside the door; my mother hadn't gone far. Through the paper-covered window lattice, by the light of the candle, I could clearly see my mother talking.

A faint voice came into Shen Wenji's ears intermittently: "Leave it to her... Don't be too reckless... Senior Brother... Zui Xiang Lou..."

Shen Wenji moved his futon sideways toward the window, wanting to listen more carefully.

The conversation stopped abruptly, and the next second the door was suddenly opened.

not good!

She immediately knelt down properly and said in a serious tone, "Don't worry, mother. Wen Ji will accept the punishment obediently."

"Miss, it's me. The master has left." Shen Wenji was very familiar with this voice. It was Ling Zhi, who grew up with her.

Ling Zhi was rescued from a human trafficker by Shen Wenji when he was a child, and he pestered his mother to bring her back to the sect. However, due to her low aptitude and lack of affinity with immortal arts, she did not practice, and has been with Shen Wenji since childhood.

"Azhi, you're finally here. Mother shouldn't be particularly angry, right?"

"No, you don't understand the master yet. She forgot about it in a moment. But you, are you tired of kneeling?" Ling Zhi walked forward helplessly and wanted to stuff the soft kneeling pad under Shen Wenji's knees.

"No, no, I have knee pads." Shen Wenji waved his hand, stood up quickly, and patted the dust off his legs.

Only then did Lingzhi realize that the young lady's knees were wrapped like a big bun, and when she knelt down, they were covered by her skirt, so she couldn't see clearly.

She sighed and said, "Why do you have to contradict the Sect Leader? Even if the Sect Leader didn't ask for your opinion on some matters, she has treated you sincerely for so many years."

"Azhi, I know that mother is just hard on the outside but soft on the inside." Shen Wenji paused as he untied his kneepad. "That's why I've always listened to her, not asking about sect matters or learning our own immortal techniques... But now she's asking me to marry a stranger out of nowhere. I really can't stand it!"

"What I said to my mother...was just a rant."

"I see you spoke from the bottom of your heart. I heard it clearly outside. Besides not wanting to get married, don't you also want to go to Tianxuan Sect for trial?" Lingzhi had a look of seeing through.

She teased, "For him again?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I, Shen Wenji, always do things for myself." Shen Wenji cleared his throat and said, "I was attracted by the status of the chief disciple of the Zhongtian Xuan Sect."

"Miss, just lie to yourself with this kind of talk. Everyone in the world knows that Xie Yunqing, who has topped the Tianjiao Ranking for generations, has come out of seclusion and returned to the world. He even announced with great fanfare that he would participate in the Tianxuan Sect Trial."

The moment the three words "Xie Yunqing" entered his ears, Shen Wenji's expression showed some unconcealable fluctuations, and even his breathing stagnated for a moment.

Ling Zhi continued, "Everyone is discussing the upcoming match between the rising star, the current top of the Tianjiao Ranking, Master Ji, and Xie Yunqing. Who will win?"

The single-character nickname "Ji" is the pseudonym that Shen Wenji has used when he has been out there these years.

People in the martial arts world jokingly called her "Master Ji".

Shen Wenji clenched his fists and said with determination: "Of course I win, so this lady... no, this young master must go to this Tianxuan Sect trial."

Ling Zhi readily said, "Okay, sir, would you still like the same outfit as before?"

Shen Wenji took the men's clothes and put them on neatly and skillfully: "I just heard from my mother that my senior brother is in Zuihualou?"

Ling Zhi nodded: "The headmaster asked me to send someone to invite the eldest brother back, so that he won't linger in the fireworks and forget about tomorrow's important event."

Ling Zhi paused: "Miss, do you have something to ask him too?"

"Tomorrow's Tianxuan Sect trial requires a jade token to enter. I guess the token is on my senior brother, so I plan to steal it."

"Absolutely not!" Ling Zhi was shocked. She lowered her voice and said, "You are a woman, how can you go to a place like that?"

"Don't worry, Azhi. I know my limits. Besides, it's easier to take the jade token when there's a mix of good and bad people. I've already prepared the carriage, so you don't have to follow me." Shen Wenji tied his long hair into a man's bun and opened the rear window.

Just as she took a step forward, she suddenly remembered something and turned back to warn: "Please help me fool my mother so that she won't find out."

"Miss, wait a minute!" Ling Zhi caught up and tied a light pink purse around Shen Wenji's waist. "This is what the Sect Leader asked me to give you."

Shen Wenji originally thought that the pink color didn't match her current clothes and was about to take it off. But after hearing Ling Zhi's words, her slender fingers hesitated for a moment, and she still kept it on.

Strangely enough, Shen Wenji had no problems escaping the sect. She drove the carriage to Zuihualou, thinking of tomorrow's trial, and couldn't help but think of that person.

Her relationship with Xie Yunqing started from their childhood.

At that time, her mother dressed her up as a man and sent her to a private school in the Immortal Realm, where she met Xie Yunqing, and the two could be considered childhood sweethearts.

Until her mother inherited the headship, perhaps because she was afraid of revenge from her enemies, she never let Shen Wenji go to the private school again, and she rarely saw Xie Yunqing.

Her mother originally wanted her to be an ordinary girl, living a simple life as a wife and raising children.

But Shen Wenji was extremely talented. Even without any guidance, she was able to learn all the skills by herself with just a few simple books she found in the market.

When her peers were still lingering in the Qi Refining Stage, she had already broken through the Foundation Establishment Stage, far ahead of her peers.

The first time such a proud Shen Wenji suffered a loss was at the hands of Xie Yunqing.

The little tail who used to be protected by her and followed behind her has suddenly become the top of the Tianjiao Ranking. Shen Wenji is naturally dissatisfied and wants to challenge him.

However, the organizer of the Tianjiao List rejected her outright, saying that female cultivators were not worthy of being on the list.

Gender discrimination? Screw the wild list!

She was so angry that she went to Xie's house to get courage.

Xie Yunqing was dressed in a noble black robe with gold thread and a plain red silk tied into a high ponytail.

The ambitious young man sat proudly on his horse with an indifferent expression. He glanced at her coldly and walked into the mansion without saying a word.

What are you pretending for? !!! Little Wenji was turned away, and she was so angry that she didn't eat for three days.

At this point, she secretly vowed to defeat Xie Yunqing fairly.

Crush his arrogant spine, make him kneel and lick at her feet, and submit to her.

But unexpectedly, Xie Yunqing disappeared after that incident. No one knew where he went, and Shen Wenji never saw him again.

But Xie Yunqing was like a thorn piercing Shen Wenji's heart.

When she fails and wants to give up, this name will give her strength. When she wants to share her achievements, she will also want to show off to him...

Now that he was back, Shen Wenji was vaguely looking forward to meeting him.

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Zuihualou is one of the most famous places near the Imperial City. A restaurant by day, it's a brothel by night, running some shady businesses and attracting a wide range of socialites and dignitaries.

Shen Wenji had only heard about it, and she had never been to such a place. After taking a few deep breaths, she mustered up the courage to walk to the door.

There were several heavily made-up women standing outside the door. The strong smell of rouge on their bodies made her dizzy. He put his arm around her shoulders in a familiar manner and led her inside.

Even though Shen Wenji was mentally prepared, his ears couldn't help but turn red.

"Such a handsome young man, is this your first time here? Are you here to do something? Or are you here to look for someone?" The coolly dressed woman pressed against her arm, her eyes as charming as silk, her voice as soft as water.

Shen Wenji smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm here to look for someone, to look for..." The name of her senior brother rolled around in her mouth and was swallowed by her.

Senior Brother wouldn't use his real name when he came to a place like this, so she pulled out a portrait she had prepared earlier from her sleeve, handed it to the woman, and asked, "Do you know this person?"

"Isn't this a talented young man? All the girls in Zuihualou have been favored by him." The girl looked at Shen Wenji and teased: "Why? It's not enough for the talented young man to have four girls to accompany him, he also wants to bring his friends along. There are more and more tricks."

"Ahem..." Shen Wenji was so scared that she started coughing. Although she had never been exposed to love affairs, she had read some of the stories and plays circulating on the streets. Haven't you seen a pig run, and haven't you eaten pork?

Hearing the teasing of the girl from the flower house, her face was almost cooked, and she asked hurriedly: "Miss, can you help me show me the way?"

"No need for directions. It's the room with the loudest noise in the private room on the second floor."

Shen Wenji was stunned for a moment, unable to react: "Ah? What's that sound?"

"Hahaha, sir, stop joking. Of course, this is a sound that belongs only to Hualou."

Shen Wenji's face turned redder: "..."

Walking up the stairs to the private room on the second floor, Shen Wenji heard a lot of embarrassing sounds along the way.

There were rough groans, seductive pleas for mercy, the ringing of bells, and the clashing of objects...

A chaotic mix of sounds poured into his ears, and Shen Wenji's ears suddenly burned.

For the first time, she hated her sharp hearing and could not help but quicken her pace, almost running.

"Bang!" A heavy object hit the ground not far away, accompanied by a terrible howl, which made the unbearable sounds around stop for a moment.

Such a loud noise? Shen Wenji set his sights on the door of the private room where the sound came from. This should be it.

She trembled all over, wondering in disbelief... How could her usually gentle and polite senior brother be so... "reckless"?

If I go in directly, I might disturb my senior brother and interrupt his work. Why not sneak in?

Shen Wenji tiptoed to the door of the private room, put his fingers on the doorknob, and pushed the door open easily.

She was a little surprised, but she realized instantly that it was normal to be careless at such a critical moment.

She stepped sideways and put one foot in, her head just halfway in.

Suddenly, I smelled an extremely strong and disgusting smell of blood.

How could there be a smell of blood in Zuihualou? Shen Wenji's nose twitched slightly, and the smile was still frozen at the corner of his mouth.

When she saw the dark red liquid snaking from under the crack in the door, she instinctively pulled back the tip of her boot. The fine deerskin soles had been soaked, and the scarlet was spreading along the stitching.

The glaring red hurt her eyes.

Shen Wenji held his breath and concentrated, his pupils constricted. When he raised his eyes hastily, he happened to meet the eyes of the man wearing a black and gold mask behind the screen.

A bad feeling welled up in her mind. Not only had she walked into the wrong room, she also seemed to have seen something she shouldn't have seen...

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The charming Miao girl*The male protagonist who transformed into a white-cut black snake

Ling Yuan is a Miao female supporting character in a restricted novel.

As a cannon fodder, she pestered the male protagonist and even used a love poison on him. She died miserably after being self-deprecating.

When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the beginning of the story, holding the original script in her hand, and her self-awareness awakened.

This time, she will never repeat the same mistake.

But no matter how hard you struggle to escape, the plot always gets back on track in a weird way.

In desperation, she set her sights on the variable that was never mentioned in the original book, the Miao boy Ling Cheng.

His whereabouts are secretive, his strength is unfathomable, but he has a harmless, innocent face.

Ling Yuan discovered that as long as she stayed by his side, she could reverse the course of the plot.

So, she tried her best to pester him and used all her tricks to use him to change the plot.

Ling Cheng obeyed her every word, his smile dazzling: "Sister, what do you want to do? I will help you."

After the plot was changed, the male protagonist who used to avoid her like the plague began to show concern for her, the female protagonist who didn't want to provoke her started to cling to her, and the people who called her a witch and wanted to kill her in her previous life now worshipped her as a god.

Ling Yuan: Crazy, this world is crazy.

Seeing that the critical point of the love poison was approaching, Ling Yuan's scalp was tingling. In order to completely avoid the original male protagonist, she decided to secretly take Ling Cheng away.

Before the plan could be implemented, she was knocked unconscious.

When I opened my eyes again, the red candles were burning brightly, filling the room with beauty.

The cool and smooth touch wrapped around the ankles, tightening inch by inch with an unbreakable force.

Ling Cheng was wearing a red wedding dress, with vertical pupils in her dark eyes and a long silver-white snake tail.

Her thin lips parted slightly, her voice still sweet as ever: "Sister, do you know? It's a snake's instinct to bring its fleeing prey back to its lair, inch by inch."

"You clearly said that I was your baby, your favorite little snake." He said aggrievedly, "But why did you run away..."

Her slender fingertips picked up the love poison she had once refined.

Ling Cheng tilted his head, revealing his signature little canine teeth, his smile innocent yet cruel: "Use the goodies you prepared for him on us, okay?"

"This way..." The snake's tail suddenly tightened, pulling her completely into its embrace, its cold breath brushing past her ears: "Sister, you can be with me forever."

Ling Yuan's pupils trembled violently: She had always thought that the docile little silver-scaled snake in the Gu bag had gotten lost...

However, she didn't expect that he had already transformed and was lying dormant beside her, patiently weaving a net, waiting for this moment to completely drag her into his nest.